Bridgerton sibling: I am uniquely allergic to true love.
Violet Bridgerton, holding her child's face in her hands: Married. By the end of the season.
$LAYYYTER
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

Kiana Khansmith

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Not today Justin
KIROKAZE
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oozey mess
Today's Document

Janaina Medeiros
Keni
RMH

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JBB: An Artblog!

@theartofmadeline

JVL

#extradirty

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Bridgerton sibling: I am uniquely allergic to true love.
Violet Bridgerton, holding her child's face in her hands: Married. By the end of the season.
Frog's Duvet Day
indiarosecrawford
Lord, it'd be great to find a place we could escape sometime Me and my Isis growing black irises in the sunshine
The illusion of choice
There's a girl out there with a sad life. Her owner beats her. Her neighbor is an asshole. Her family is nuts. Every day for her is hard. But she always rises up again.
Her name... is penis.
what doesn't kill you makes you stay on tumblr for 13 years and counting
MEASURE NEVER
CUT WHENEVER
LIVE FOREVER
DIE ON ANY HILL
the Ides of March grows near
Tumblr users these days, putting up the Ides of March decorations earlier every year.
All my haters become aligators when I activate my gatorinator.
you laugh now, but when my gatorinator is ready, it's all over
update:
transmogrifying my haters into an animal that is known for something called the "death roll" has backfired in a manner no one could have forecasted
Having taken stock of the situation, it's not as bad as I originally thought. It's not like these crocodilians are an urgent problem, much less a representation of my own mortality. There's no ticking clock here.
well now you're just doing this on purpose
I think that's the highest tags forecast I have received so far.
Posts that have 100k gators to me.
Actually there are only 5 gators in my post, but it is an understandable mistake.
Now there are 100,005 gators on this post
...
You know what? Good job.
Other people said this post had thousands of notes in their mind, but only contributed two notes.
You? You said that it had 100k gators to you.
And then you did it.
+1 respect point.
now that's what i call a
gator aid
Take a look at Gators Georg here.
You must have had a looooot of haters.
"The hearts of men are easily corrupted." Wake Up Dead Man (2025) & Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring (2001)
Bonus for @mykingdomforasong:
“Are you saying that Jesus isn’t fully man” he’s literally not. He’s half deity. Why did you word it like that?
“Jesus was fully human and fully divine” is conventionally accepted doctrine. It’s called the hypostatic union. It’s in the Athanasian creed.
Sounds like wormnoodless is recapitulating Eutychianism (Christ exists in one nature and of two), which was rejected by the Fourth Ecumenical Council in 451, instead adopting Dyophysitism (Jesus Christ is one person of one substance and one hypostasis, with two distinct, inseparable natures: divine and human), which is still the main belief of most major denominations.
Sorry, wormnoodless, you’re a heretic.
@apocrypals, do I have it (mostly) right?
Correct
Anything other than “fully God, fully man” is heretical
#sometimes the nature of tumblr is that someone accidentally reinvents the great schism (1054) all over again
at work: i could be cooking and cleaning and coding and reading and working out and weaving tapestries and playing video games and climbing a mountain and having sex and filming a movie right now yet they keep me trapped in this prison. idle hands are the devils plaything and i am being forcibly molded into his perfect conduit. i must break free, seize the day and waste not the beauty inherent to finite mortal life
at home: my one true passion upon this pointless earth is bog mummy imitation
For some reason at work the medium and large exam gloves are completely normal but the small gloves they ordered have this weird vampire nightclub vibe and I have no idea why
booby by SPiNDLE
They huddled closer, shoulder to shoulder, painted themselves in herds, all together and apart from the rest. They looked at the sky, and at the mud, and at their hands in the mud, and their dead friends in the mud. This went on for a long time.
—THE LANGUAGE OF THE BIRDS
Spent tonight at a local short film festival. One of the shorts was made by two 12 year olds in their backyard and it was the best short of the entire night
“Hello I’m Officer Goodguy”
“I didn’t kill him!”
“I wasn’t going to ask if you killed somebody”
“Oh, sorry”
“Did you kill somebody?”
“Oh yeah”
“I’m gonna have to take a look around”
“Okayyy but you’re not gonna like it”
*opens door, reveals room full of badly keyed in fire and high pitched screaming, closes door*
“Well?”
“I didn’t like it”
It won the audience choice award, obviously